“You’ve Got A Choice” – all vocals, guitar and beat by Jeremiah the Dreamer. Originally written in 2001, re-performed now in 2020!
“You’ve Got A Choice”
Chorus
You’ve got a choice – live or die
Of course life’s hard that’s why we get high
Wipe the tears from your face and get back in the race
Don’t procrastinate son there’s no time to waste (repeat)
Verse 1
No time to waste – can’t smoke all day long
Sitting on the couch always listen to the same song
Same ganj – got you smoking the same bong
Think you and your homie are Cheech and Tommy Chong
But you dead wrong – you used to write dope songs
Now you haven’t had a good idea in so long
Say so long to your creativity
Say so long to your dope abilities
Say so long to energy – you’re not mobile
Throw them dreams out you had when you was a child
But now you wild – making money – shooting dice
Macking trailer trash hoes this is the life
Arguing – say why you call me lazy
Have you ever seen me party – I will call you crazy
Staying out – ’till like 5 in the morning
I’ll be full of energy when everyone is yawning
Everyone is falling out – so let me collect my clout
Yo ‘Cause I ain’t passing out
And I’m not acting out ’cause of past occurrences
Only self reflect to give yourself assurances
Chorus
You’ve got a choice – live or die
Of course life’s hard that’s why we get high
Wipe the tears from your face and get back in the race
Don’t procrastinate son there’s no time to waste (repeat)
Verse 2
Wasting time – sitting around writing rhymes
Making a nickel – dreaming about making dimes
I package rhymes – my thoughts over melodies
I could talk that talk – I’ve got some petty felonies
On my record – yet there’s no gangster talk on my record
Even though my past is kinda checkered
You won’t hear me bragging son – ‘Cause I’m passed it
I took two big hits and then I passed it
Off to the left ’cause that’s a hard road to follow
Most of us walk it ’cause our hearts become hollow
I lost a friend – For me it was a travesty
Dying by your own hand man that’s a tragedy
But my wealth is my knowledge no doubt
Ain’t got much money but that’s not what I’m about
I know my wealth is in rhymes untold
And inside my head there’s a pot of gold
Chorus
You’ve got a choice – live or die
Of course life’s hard that’s why we get high
Wipe the tears from your face and get back in the race
Don’t procrastinate son there’s no time to waste (repeat)